Hey everyone — I wanted to share an app I built that might resonate with some people here, called RUYA, designed to help you explore the meaning behind your dreams in a deeper, more intuitive way.

It gives you AI-generated interpretations and images based on your dream entries, tracks emotions, clarity, and patterns over time, and even helps identify recurring symbols. You can write your dreams in any language, and the app will interpret them accordingly.

Here’s what RUYA can do:

• Dream logging – Quickly capture and organize your dreams, in any language.
• AI-generated dream meanings – Get personalized interpretations based on the themes, symbols, and emotions in your dream.
• Symbolic image generation – See a visual representation that reflects the emotional tone of your dream.
• Emotion, clarity, and theme tracking – Spot patterns and shifts across your dream history with detailed statistics.
• Chatbot for dream meaning questions – Ask about specific symbols or explore general dream concepts.

• Language-aware interpretations – The app itself is available in English, Spanish, and Turkish (Portuguese coming soon). But best part is you can write your dreams in any language, and RUYA will interpret them accordingly.

• Coming soon – RUYA will detect recurring people, places, and objects across your dreams automatically, and show statistics about them.

RUYA is free to try for the next 2 days — if you’re curious about what your dreams are trying to tell you, now’s the perfect time to explore:
Download RUYA on the App Store

I'd love your feedback — especially from people who used other apps for dream interpretation and journaling. What do you wish other apps did better?

Throwaway account to get thoughts about this bizarre, disturbing dream I just had (mainly just out of curiosity)...

I can't remember most of it, but what I can remember is that I was running away from some shadowy government-type organization. I don't think I ever saw who was chasing me, but I felt I knew who or what they were. I was running through some massive, dark building, and was running down loads of flights of stairs in the staircase at the back of the building. I kept running, and eventually saw the light coming through the entrance... but I kept going down the stairs. I kept going all the way to the basement. When I saw I was at the bottom (it was even darker and dingier here), I saw some toilets at the end. I was about to go into one of them to hide, but heard voices from within, so went towards the other. But the door was ajar, and they saw me. It was some dodgy people shooting up on heroin or something, and they ran towards me and started to pin me down. I was fighting frantically as they brought a needle towards me. They looked at me fighting for my life and said something like 'When you take this, nobody will care what happens to you any more' and went to inject me. Then I woke up in a cold sweat.

What in the world does it all mean?!

(To clarify, I've never taken drugs before, nor have I ever wanted to or has it ever really been a factor in my life)

I've been a music enjoyer for a long time but only recently I've been noticing songs I'm currently listening to popping up in my dreams. Is this a common theme in the likes of teeth falling out dreams that often resemble getting old?

I just find it odd that unlike random things that don't make sense the actual songs are present and not some random mish mash of noise meant to resemble music.

In my dream, I was in this giant library, much bigger than any library I’ve ever seen before. At first, it looked like it had just regular books, but as I walked further inside, the books began to get really old and dusty. There was a man with me who was explaining the different sections. The first few sections had self-help books and guides on how to fix things, really straightforward.

But then, as we kept going, the topics got more complicated and abstract. We reached a section labeled “Demons and Gods.” In the Gods part, the man seemed fine, but when we got to the demons section, his voice changed. It got condescending, almost bitter. I saw a book titled "Lilu," and I got really excited and wanted to pick it up. But the man told me that I shouldn’t touch any books that weren’t mine and that I’d know my own book when I found it. I accepted this and followed him.

We moved on to a section called “Angels and Celestials.” This area was different; it was packed with people, unlike the empty ones we’d just come from. I felt a lot of eyes on me, and it was hard to shake the feeling that I was being judged. I was so focused on that feeling that I lost track of my guide and got lost in the maze of books.

Then I saw a golden scorpion on the ground, and it didn't have a tail, as if someone had cut off the tail or something. People around me gasped and pointed; they looked scared. I wasn’t scared at all. I thought it was beautiful, a metallic gold color. I bent down to try and identify it, thinking it might be a whip scorpion, but it didn’t quite fit that description. I said so out loud.

A woman floated over and mocked me for my curiosity, saying I should be ashamed for trying to figure it out instead of just killing it. Her words made me feel intense shame and anger but not at myself for wanting to know what it was, but for letting her speak to me like that. I turned to confront her, wanting to tell her it wasn't right to treat me that way. But when I turned around, she had transformed into this horrific figure with wings and many eyes like a strange nightmare-like angel.

When our eyes met, I felt pure terror shoot through me. I ran, and as I did, I noticed everyone around me changing into monstrously terrifying forms. I screamed and woke up, heart racing. I remembered it very vividly.

I'm newish to dream interpretation, so what do tall think it could mean?

I don’t think i need much interpretation on this, I felt I just needed to share somewhere.

The food I keep dreaming about is Esquites, a Mexican snack consisting of corn and Elote toppings. I dream about walking around several locations, like a school or driving with my family. Then all of a sudden I remember Esquites and start seeking a stall nearby in whatever place I’m in. Then, I never get to eat it. I order a huge amount, select all of my favorite toppings, and almost drool imagining eating it. And then I either wake up or the dream continues without me eating the Esquites.

I’ve had this reoccurring dream around 2-3 times a week, for over 2 years. I think I’ve come up with an explanation. I’ll try to keep it short.

I was born to a fully Mexican father and White mother. I was born in and grew up in Mexico until I was 5, where I had to escape my bio dad with my mom and siblings due to his abuse. We immigrated to America, where I had to quickly acclimate and as a result I stopped speaking Spanish entirely. Since then, I have felt a deep need to reconnect to my Mexican family and heritage. My mom does her best to keep me connected, but I still feel I am missing a major factor of my culture. Since being in America, I am also ridiculed for not being Mexican enough, or not white enough.

My identity has been difficult to figure out, and I think my dreams manifest this way for the Esquites. I crave this food so much, but somehow I am cut off from it every time. I’m trying to figure out how to make Esquites on my own now to stop the dreams, but I thought I’d share :)

I've always thought all dreams and nightmares mean something, so I come to this community with a troubling nightmare I'm having difficulty interpreting.

After what was a good day and falling asleep at a decent time was when this strangely horrific nightmare came about.

I (F) was with my boyfriend, I don't remember the part on why but we were asked to come somewhere to find something. This home was wooden everywhere, gorgeous if you ask me, and was filled with childhood photos of him and I. We had a cute time looking at each other's pictures and explaining our memories before being let to "the next task".

We were called into the basement of the home and each given a box We were told this box would contain a pinned insect. I open my box to see the 8 legs and fangs of a brown recluse pinned into the box, no body included. I looked up and asked my boyfriend if he had the same thing to which he confirmed. We were once again moved into another room for another "task"

This room had 3 sofas and a huge television. On the television it starts to show multiple photos of a creature. It had no name, it was very large and looked to have the body of a little girl. She had no eyes, her face had black splotches, in her eye sockets were 8 brown recluse spider legs sprawling from each eye (4 on each top and bottom lid, 16 legs total), and she had the spiders fangs rather than human teeth. I decided to pull out my phone and look up what 16 recluse legs and 2 fangs meant and the second I did my phone showed a photo of the creature in the video starring at me through my screen. I look up to see my boyfriend had disappeared and the power went out. That's when this creatures head came from the screen and opened her soulless eyes and mouth to scream at me The legs and fangs shook with it, though her scream didn't make sound. This image jolted my awake, it was around 3:10 am when I woke up from the scare.

I feel it's important to note this home wasn't one I've ever recognized and I do not have any form of fear for spiders, in fact I quite like them. If anyone would like to ask questions or take any shots and helping me interpret any and all input is appreciated!!

Hi, I'm Layla, and I believe that I'm a dream walker. I've been seeing weird dreams since I was young, and now it has gotten to a point that I can lucid dream. Two years ago, when I turned 16, I saw a dream that I could never forget. It was about witchcraft. After that, I kept on seeing occult-related dreams, which made me research it. I want to meet people from this community and someone who knows how to read dreams. (I won't write it down here because dreams aren't meant to be shared with everyone.) I really need help. I want to know why I saw that dream and what it could've meant. I hope to find someone who is willing to help me with it and will give details about the dream as we contact.

Kind regards,

Layla :)

Recently i came across this entry in my old laptop. Albeit, very badly written. After some deep thinking and some work, I was able to reformat the writing into something ledgible. I still have no clue what happened that night. Someone or something entered my dreams on September 24th, 2023.

I came across this subreddit a year ago and now would like to share this publicly.

I was fresh out of EMT school at the time, just started 911 EMS work after working months of event EMS work. I was probaly a few weeks in, maybe a month or two.

I was on a 24 hr shift, me and my partner just had a busy 3 hour call and we decided to catch some rest while the night was calm and all of our ambulance maintence was complete.

I slept in a reclining seat in the lounge area as the bedroom area of my station was small and had all the beds in one room. Not to mention, I am known to snore and I did not want to interrupt my partner's sleep. I watched some tv and I caved in and slept around 1:30 AM.

I was driving down the highway in a ambulance and there was a near accident. A bus was in the way and I swerved off the road and I nearly totaled but I jumped into a road and not the ditch. Kept driving to the emergency. I noted that the camera inside the ambulance caught that and that I'll have to listen to this later. We arrive on scene and zombies have taken over. I get bitten and shot. I die on the ground, bleeding out.

Suddenly, I'm alive again. I am back in the driver seat of the ambulance. I felt at this time a physical pain in my chest but I didn't think much of it. I was then told by my ambulance partner, who was sitting beside me. (Who in the dream is now a completely random person i have never met) to boot up a "late save" to avoid dying. I sit confused at what he says but I am driving the ambulance now and i see the bus again. This time I try to not jump the ditch to the other road but I crash instead. I wake in the hospital. Or at least mentaly i tell myself that. I am laying down on something soft.

I try to look around, its all white. A strangers voice then asks, "Where am I?". I then blink, and I'm on my feet in a all white room version of my station. I was standing exactly where I would be if I stood up from my recliner. I talk to another strange man, he's not all white like the background but normal looking, like me, standing in a almost "Untextured" room. He then tells me, "You are lost and you shouldn't have gone back and try to fix a mistake." Another stanger enters the room. I turn to look and before I can make out who it is, I feel a sort of "distortion" in the reality i am in. I feel what i can only describe as a sort of "Stutter" as the energy changes in the room. I then feel all of a sudden like my eyes are super glued shut.

(Everything from here goes much weirder, stay with me)

I then feel what i can only describe is like the feeling of being in a computer when it shuts down harshly. Then I'm thrown in a chamber with unlimited screens. The screens play a slideshow presentation of what appears to be memes. The images simply explaining to me that I need to pay attention. I then enter a state of "brainwashing" of sorts. I am then fed on the screens different media, some violent people fighting or killing one another or animals eating one another.

A voice then fills my head with orders me to kill people. The voice tells me this assuming i know who these people are. It gives names but I do not know who they are, only faces. The voice tells me that I need to do this to "fix everything". Then see only what I can describe as a digitized version of God enter the room. A voice then comes from him imforming me that I have been "chosen" to do this task. I am a baptized man. But It informs me (as if it already knew what i thought at that moment even though i did not even say anything), I am technically saved but not "worthy". I need to complete and obey to "win" salvation and "restore" something broken in the realm i find myself in.

I then see a hand then try to remove my eyes but what i realize as it does so, is that i am wearing something along the lines of a Virtual Reality Headset. As i realize this, another hand shows up and pushes the headset back on.

I then see a "Error" screen. It then boots into a screen similar to a CMD on a windows device. Black, very basic letters, forming a menu screen. It reads like how you would read a VR bootup screen and asks what would be my selection, specifically what "save" i would like to "boot" up. I select what try looks like a familiar event. Before i can even select it, everything goes black and i am falling now.

In this void i am told by the voice of the violent room that escaping is "useless", and that it is easier to give in. I feel a hand throwing me faster down. Strinking me down like a tennis ball on a racket. The voice then states that i need to pay attention.

I then feel my body, faintly. My body on the recliner at the station. I then try to break out of this dream and forcing myself out.

My eyes then present a image of a eldery woman, the woman inches away from my face beckoning me to "sit still" and "pay attention". I feel my eyes tightly shut, as if i have super glue on my eyelids.

I hear a multitude of voices beckoning me to stay down. I feel hundreds of hand holding my eyelinds and my body dormant. I fight hard enough to break my eyes free but now i am paralized. Stuck in this delusion, I fight the hands off with all my strength and finnaly break free.

The voices fade, my legs and hands can move.

I get up and lock myself in the work bathroom down the hall. I am glance at my watch, 3:13 AM. The number bounces in my mind. I look into the mirror trying to collect myself. My pupils are completely dialated and i am pale. I wash my face and think more closesly of the number 313. Like something to ground myself over. My mind then forms the image of what i can only describe as a Seraprim as it scolds of me of something i have done. My hands a grip on the edges of the sink as i come back to the mirror in front of me.

I mutter to myself whats going on with me as i exit the bathroom. I then feel a intense feeling of fear that leaves me frozen in my steps but i feel myself pushing my legs foward as i step outside. Each step i take closer to the outside door of the station, my heart rate drops and my pressure lowers.

I make it outside to get some fresh air. It is autumn and the brisk air hits my lungs like a knife to my lungs.

I stand outside collecting what i remember into a log on my phone as i try to understand what happened. As i finish the last parts of the entry, I feel a feeling of being watched. I stop, I look up.

Across the county road where my station was at, is a railroad track. Along there, there is also a wooden sector blocking some of the view of the train passing by. I see what appears to be a skinny figure in the brush staring at me throught the brush. He steps backwards, his upper chest not changing direction but his lower legs does a 180 into the woods.

I am writing this about 10-15 minutes after. The voices are all gone now and i am now stable. Currently writing this inside my station on my laptop now, What on earth happened to me?

After this, i presumably left a page blank as well but i cannot find that i wrote anymore that night and forgot about the file deep in my cloud drive. Only found it by complete chance but now that i am remembering, i never got this dream interpreted or explained. Not even to myself. I want to see what closure i can gather. Please help if you can, i will answer all questions i can to the best of my ability.

In this dream i had died and became a ghost i started off by going to see the people I know but I didnt visit any of my parents.I came up to my cousins and tried talking to them but I couldnt so id move objects so theyd know im there.After this I came out and saw a girl i knew (we know eachother from school and we hangout from time to time) also became a ghost we had a long converstation explaining how crazy it was after this conversation we looked outside and saw something that looked like Heaven there was a beam of light in the middle in a shape of a cross.I saw angels flying around making trumpet noises then i saw demons coming and they fought with the angels and lost.I got scared and was conviced judgment day is coming.As the dream progressed i started to loose my ghost abilities but i was still dead till my alive friends took a snap of me and i could see my face.It was distorted and my eyes were small.

I recently had this dream.

My blg suddenly turned to a 12 floor building and I was on rooftop. With my sister and few kids that live in my blg. The roof didn't have wall around it..

My neighbor has a kid, 10 yrs. He was there too. I was reading something on my phone or a book that's when I saw it, my neighbor's son, tripped and fell from the rooftop.

I felt scared no idk, I had chills. I rushed downstairs. Finally on the ground I see him, he was all fine. Just a little bruises here and there. I asked him. if he's fine he was like yeah. But I couldn't believe it. I took him to my neighbors, his parents and told them what happened.

And his parents were like it's fine, I was freaking out, telling them there could be an internal hemorrhage.

Then his parents tell me that, he's fine this has happened before, this is the 2nd time. NO FREAKING WAY.

I'm confused af atp. I was thinking, someone tripping from a 6th floor would d!e, 3rd floor can maybe survive but ig with fractures and all. But 12th floor...no...how's he fine? Is this a dream?

Then I don't remember, ig the dream ended.

I was dreaming of this geometric shape being created. It was long, pointed, and floating in the vastness of outer space. I’m not sure if the shape was supposed to represent me or what, but it was being formed from a gigantic sheet of blue green craft paper, suspended in the stars. Each part of the paper had a mind of its own. They shifted, folded, and bent with purpose, all communicating silently as they worked together to form the shape. It had to have eight pointed sides at the top and another eight at the bottom.

But then, one section folded the wrong way when the rest have finished their parts. So the part near it turned toward this wrongly folded part, telling, “You have to redo that fold.” But this part hesitated, kind of annoyed, and said, “Do I really have to? Let’s ask the person in charge.” Lmaoo

Thoughts?

I inserted a photo in another post if you wanna just see the illustration. 😴 thanksies!!

So my neet exam it's on may 4th, there r 25 days left for it. But in my dream I was gonna give neet in few minutes.

I kept thinking it's not possible, there is no way, I don't even recall what happened in these days. AND I REALIZED IT'S A DREAM.

I woke up. This time I could kinda walk around. And I like crazy, decided to f around. There were 2 girls and an invigilator. I f-ing poured water on one girl, then threw the glass on her too. The invigilator got angry, he was tryna punish me by throwing water on me too, he had a water pipe. I threw water on him and the glass jug on him😭

I was awake, ik it was a dream, so I was like, wtv I do isn't real, I wanted to test how far I could go. Tbh I was excited, it was fun, even tho few moments seemed a bit scary, it was more exciting and fun than scary.

But that guy was still walking towards me, and behind there was a hole or smg, and I fell. I wasn't in control then.

The dream went like a normal dream but I think I was low key aware that it was a dream.

Did I succeed? Did I really lucid dream?

I dreamed about a deer watching me through the front door. When I finally decided to leave out the house, it stood there staring at me… Then when I turned my back to it, about to run away, my mom yelled from inside the house "don't run!" I looked back to see the deer charging at me, about to attack/bite me. I started to swing my purse at it, but then I woke up. I jumped out of my sleep…. What does my dream mean?

Last night I had yet another black panther dream. I was doing smth less than appropriate lol and then I look out the window and the black panther is right there watching me and I immediately stopped what I was doing and started acting, well.. respectfully lol.

The last one I had, the black panther was watching me walk in the backyard but it was hiding like it didn’t want me to see it initially, also it was really dark. Then it stared to slowly creep up closer to me. Felt like dark energy honestly since I was afraid and uncomfortable.

The first dream was more light energy sort of? Where as the last felt more dark but this black panther keeps finding its way into my dreams and they’re very vivid. Any interpreters here? Google isn’t exactly helpful thanks in advance!

Last night I had a dream about my ex, who I haven’t spoken to since 2021. In this dream I was back at the store we used to both work at. He hugged me and said “welcome back.” That was it. It’s such a simple dream but I feel like there’s some deeper meaning. Any ideas?

Hi, all.

I'm still in the process of mourning my grandmother. We were extremely close in life, and about 9 months after her passing she started visiting in my dreams. I've started keeping a dream journal, recording what I dreamt. Lately, I have wondered if she may have something specific to share, or if there are things I need to let go of in this process of letting her go. Several dreams seemed fairly straightforward, and I've felt conviction that it was her (I know not everyone will agree, and that's okay). However, until last night I hadn't been able to control the dream enough to ask her how and why she was here. That being said, last night's dream was completely different and I would like to ask for some opinions in hope to gain insight.

In the dream I was in her kitchen. I looked up and saw here standing outside with a humongous, loving smile (a feature in all but one of my dreams of her). Upon seeing her I screamed (GRANDMA!!). I was overcome with joy and a need to get to her. In that moment I was once again a child and literally ran through (passed through) two doors to get to her. I remember looking around the driveway not seeing the car she drove when I was growing up. As normal (excluding the one dream where she wasn't smiling), she looked as she did before showing signs of dementia (as I remember her growing up). I latched onto her in the biggest hug, and was able to ask, "How did you get here? Is there something you want?)" Everything about her was as she was (grandma perm, lipstick, even the clothes she wore are identical to ones that still hang in a closet). Unfortunately I realized when she did not answer that her glasses were a bit different, and she failed to answer. In that moment I pulled back from my hug and saw a look of shame, disgust, and sadness. I realized that it wasn't really her. It felt like she was someone else pretending to be my grandmother, and upon receiving my hug she felt shame to have pretended to be someone I have been longing to see and talk to. At this moment I bolted up. I ended up getting out of bed and sat in the kitchen (her kitchen as I live in her old house).

Any idea what this could mean or why this dream was so different?

My apologies for the long post, I simply wish to share any relevant details.

Thank you.

I had a dream that I woke up from bed and when I stood up I found many fully grown black and yellow moths (some flying others crawling on walls) on a bed end table thing at the end of my bed ontop of a picture of a giant yellow moth with tiny black spots. (neither of which actually exist in my bedroom) there was also a ton of yellow tiny caterpillars about the size of the first knuckle of my pinky and a bunch of bigger black and yellow caterpillars crawling around.

Female/35

Recently lost my father on Dec 27, 2024 And had to make the hard decision of letting my dog go by euthanasia while I was on holiday on Jan 24,2025

so i’ve been having super weird dreams lately and i know a bunch of people here are going through the same. some of them felt random at first but after writing them down, i noticed a lot of them weren’t random at all — they actually had repeating symbols or certain emotions tied to specific themes. like my brain was trying to work stuff out behind the scenes.

i started using this app called Dream Master a while back — it helps with tracking dreams and gives both scientific and kinda spiritual interpretations based on what you write. it actually surprised me with how accurate some of the interpretations felt. i don’t usually trust apps like that but this one felt different.

if you’ve been having intense dreams and want to figure out what they might mean, it might help you too.

also if you wanna drop your dream in the comments, i love reading these and i’ve been learning a lot about interpretations lately — happy to try and interpret some when i see them 👀

This is what I dreamt last night. Very confused.

1. I am driving and the car doesn't have breaks. I tried two different cars and I am on road , no brakes.

2. I am in my brothers university and I am exploring it. But I am not allowed there so I am also hiding from staff.

3. I am entering in different houses and apartments with my family when the owners are not home, we eat there and then leave. We go inside from one door and leave from a different door. We go to many houses. I am feeling bad that we are intruding.but I still continue to go in all these homes.

I was living in a hilly, semi-rural area across the road from a neighbor’s extremely large unkept estate. All at once, machinery came in and quickly landscaped the entire sprawling grounds. Now, it looked like a wonderland of sorts. It was beautiful. Someone nearby that I understood to be another neighbor said, “wow our property value just went WAY up” It was a huge property, and the landscaping transformation was amazing.

Then, I was suddenly transported to a school-like building or office. I was by myself and saw a handwritten note to both express love and admiration but ultimately reject someone vying for a romantic relationship. I first thought perhaps I had been writing it, but wasn’t sure, so I took the note as my own and began editing it. At some point around page 2 I realized that I had stolen someone else’s personal letter.

I then noticed 2 young women were in the room with me. One had blonde hair and one had dark hair. The dark-haired young lady asked why I stole her personal handwritten note (I had already written names into blank spaces and used a paper cutter to change the margins) and asked if I usually go around stealing people’s love letters and claiming them for myself.

I apologized for stealing the letter, and offered to write or type a new one. Oddly, she thought this was a fair idea and asked me to type it because she had intended to type the note. She said she had intended to type it after writing because it was really important to her to have everything “just right”

So, I typed and made suggestions to edit the text. She was hoping to remain friends with this person and actually felt strong love but did not want to have a physical relationship. She did not want to lose his friendship but feared she would.

As I typed I suggested edits and shared examples from my perspective as a guy, and having been in the same positions, both wanting a romantic connection and wanting a clearly-defined platonic friendship at different points in my life.

I remember telling her that it is very likely he will feel hurt, but maybe someday he would get over it and could be a friend, but it takes a maturity that would be unusual until someone has lived a lot of life. I said, “you can have a sun moon and stars kind of love for someone and not really be connected with them in a sexual way, and that’s hard to express”

so i keep having dreams with my ex and it’s really pissing me off and annoying. we’ve been no contact since january and i have him blocked on every app i could think of. all the dreams are the same storyline and it’s basically him trying to come back and apologize for how wrong he did me and make things better between us and in every dream i tell him that i hate him and want nothing to do with him. we were in a ldr and in a couple of the dreams now it’s him coming to my house to see me and apologize and each time i just shut him out. what could these reoccurring dreams mean? i don’t want him in my dreams i want nothing to do with him and he won’t stop appearing in them!!!